by BlogEditor | Aug 18, 2021 | Poetry, The Keeping Room
I once woke up in wild winter, paralyzed by change, when claws emerged and storms surged sunken snow and white wombs from where I came. In mere months, seduced by scents, spanned by veins, I unfolded into sun, blossomed in rain with vernal wings– a quivering,...
by BlogEditor | Aug 16, 2021 | Poetry, The Keeping Room
Black bodies are honeysuckle For dry white lips Sweet tender stalks Crushed between towers of broken ivory You crush my spine To taste the nectar inside Tear into my flowers, The Eden, nestled between my thighs Rip open my leaves And drink the milk under my tongue...
by BlogEditor | Aug 13, 2021 | Poetry, The Keeping Room
Daughter, take this. The most powerful word on Earth is no. Hold it in between your teeth like a kernel. Another word: Sorry. Hold that one under your tongue, let it dissolve like cotton candy. Here, say I am worthy. Here, say empowered. When your brothers complain...
by BlogEditor | Aug 11, 2021 | Poetry, The Keeping Room
If we took the tangents of each crease that lies along the curves of your lips we could make matrices, incandescent constellations extended in 4 dimensions through the continuum, of all the things you’ve ever said to me— The 1st π Day I baked blueberry & you...
by BlogEditor | Aug 10, 2021 | Book Reviews
If Mother Braids a Waterfall by Dayna Patterson FollowFollowFollow Book Review by Rebecca Beardsall If Mother Braids a Waterfall, an intimate, beautiful crafted poetry collection, invites the reader to explore familial threads, religion, and redemptive release. —...
